Sanity depths
Sanity Depths
Sun Spotless
Red on her wing
Naked lovers
Hiding under covers
Pretty legs
Storms and bags
My mind jumps down
Come here
Mr. Brown
Mindless
Heartless
Feetless
Restless
Running down streets
Hope to lose beats
In the heat of deeds
When bitches find their seeds
A spot on my hand!
Burn that book.
Be my friend!
Know how this all ends
Its death
You’re dead!
Die
So am I
CRY
Motherfucker in the corner
On the border of the owner
She wears a nasty dress
Put out that fucking trash!
Having a sleepover
In a strange bed
Bend over
Into that wicked stand
Crack!
I can’t save you now
But I can
Make a bloody flow
In this blasting snow!
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Hypnotic Seemah: | Vrijdag, november 04, 2005 17:16 |
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| moongirl1982: | Donderdag, november 03, 2005 10:59 |
| mooi verwoord, groet moongirl1982 |
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| Auteur: TheDarkestSide | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 november 2005 | ||
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